I'm trying to give myself a voice.
Every word speaks a part of me and a part of somebody. These letters aren't just about me, it's about everybody.
It's about someone's happiness, pain, struggle, desire and things that held dear. It's all about the things we love and lost.
Our hopes and regrets.
What we had and what we could have had.
Our wishes and prayers.
These are bits of our own particular stories in different circumstances.
Thoughts that keep us up at night.
Made up conversations of every possible fall out of relationships.
Words that you should have said but you never got the chance to say so.
Love that bloomed from a devastating occurence.
These are my letters to the universe...
... and I wished to be heard
